The office suddenly became spacious, and Rong Yan's wrist was still being held. She twisted it but couldn't get free, and was pulled over to the sofa area for receiving guests.
Her belongings were also taken by someone who naturally asked her, "What did you make? Did you make it yourself?"
"Yep, I made it. Let me think. Century egg and lean pork congee, stir-fried baby bok choy, fish-flavored eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomato, plus a portion of pigeon soup I brought back this afternoon. The soup from that place is particularly tasty, so I packed some for you to bring back. I didn't expect that by the time I returned, you still hadn't."
So the soup also tragically cooled down.
She had specially reheated it in a clay pot before taking it out.
Li Shengxiao released her wrist and placed the deep brown wooden bento box on the table, corners of his mouth slightly lifted, saying, "Did Gu Ming call you?"
Boss guessed it right!
